Chapter 118 of 125

Thirty Minutes

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I am myself

For thirty minutes every morning.

Before the sun really rises,

While it is yet dark,

I wake up,

And I call my college friend,

And we read our Bibles together.

And for those 30 minutes

I feel real.

I feel vulnerable.

I feel quiet.

And then I hang up the phone

And close the Bible.

I open my laptop,

My phone screen lights up,

And I am gone,

Lost in the hum and the buzz of the day

09/12/24

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